Life.

Today we are reminded that life is both the longest and shortest thing we've ever known. 

The irony of a life being cut short is not lost on me, it's the longest thing that person had, but it's the rest of us, the ones feeling loss, sorrow and pain that feel it's brevity. 

"We are so young, we are so young we are only 22 years old. We have so much time" wrote Marina Keegan, followed by her death five short days later.

Time is relative, it can be as long or as short as you make it... but the truth is we never feel we have enough time. Someone always leaves us too soon. 

Today we are reminded life is a gift, roll over, pick up your phone and remind someone how deeply you care about them. Any life lost is tragic.

on death on dying.

"We are all dying, every moment that passes of every day. That is the inescapable truth of this existence. It is a truth that can paralyze us with fear, or one that can energize us with impatience, with the desire to explore and experience, with the hope- nay, the iron-will!- to find a memory in every action. To be alive, under sunshine, or starlight, in weather fair or stormy. To dance with every step, be they through gardens of flowers or through deep snows."

i sit & think.

i sit beside the fire and think of all that i have seen,

of meadow-flowers and butterflies in summers that have been;

of yellow leaves and gossamer in autumns that there were,

with morning mist and silver sun and wind upon my hair.

i sit beside the fire and think of how the world will be

when winter comes without a spring that i shall ever see.

for still there are so many things that i have never seen:

in every wood in every spring there is a different green

i sit beside the fire and think of people long ago

and people who will see a world that i shall never know.

but all the while i sit and think of times there were before,

i listen for returning feet and voices at the door.

- jrr tolken

rip barry.

rip grandma xoxo.

saturday july 13^th will always be a somber day.

the day my grandma suddenly passed away.

originally, I was going to post what i said at her funeral, but i just don’t think i’m ready for that.. it’s a tad too personal.

i did manage to get through it without crying, although there were many tears to follow.

so i’ll leave you with my closing quote:

“nothing you love is lost. not really. things, people-they always go away sooner or later. you can’t hold them anymore than you can hold moonlight. but if they’ve touched you, if they’re inside you, then they’re still yours. the only things you ever really have are the ones you hold inside your heart.” - buce coville

rest in peace grandma, you will be missed